I cry at parades. It doesn’t matter if I am participating in the parade or watching the parade, you can be guaranteed that I will, at some point, be crying.
It’s not a sad cry. It’s not necessarily happy either. It’s just an overwhelming sense of collective energy that builds up inside of me. A sense of wonder and appreciation for each and every role, from the spectators lining the streets, to the marching bands stepping in unison, to the participants happily waving from their floats. And witnessing these roles all come together in a shared, connected experience.
The Cannington Haunted Trail and Maze is an event that operates much the same way. There are many different roles to be performed by many different people. And in the end, we are all rewarded by knowing that the culmination of our efforts produced an amazing show. I suppose that is part of the reason we participate each year in our local parade. We believe strongly in contributing wherever possible. We believe that there is strength in numbers. We welcome opportunities that unite and fortify our community. We see first-hand what wonderful things can happen when we collaborate our efforts.